Suddenly it dawned on me that I was turning him on, like he did to me Saturday night. I knew massaging his hardened cock would make him cum, but would...that be enjoyable. After all, if he just wanted to cum, he could do that himself. No, I wanted to please him like he did me, even though I had no idea just how do to it. Slowly I moved my hand up and began to unzip his pants, only to find him grab my wrist. "Marsha you shouldn't do that. What if your mother comes home?"I heard his speech slowly. He only knew what the media had told him about the attacks. Goodallazine was an artificial pheromone that had been developed to encourage endangered species to breed in captivity. (The first successful trials had been on chimpanzees, hence the name.) A militant “Men’s Rights” group had stolen the formula and claimed to have weaponized Goodallizine and made it airborne.Their hooded leader had released a video claiming that any woman past puberty who breathed it would become consumed with lust. She leaned back and appraised her work. "And I guess they never knew youwere wearing their clothes. And it wasn't just dresses. I'll bet you put onyour sister's panties..."Frankie gasped."I'll bet they were pretty panties. Nylon panties, so nice and soft. Withlace and, yes, probably some cute little bows. Perfect pretty panties for apanty boy like you. Am I right?"Frankie was in a state of shock and a small nod was all he could manage. Hiscock began to swell in his panties now."I'll bet. ..I’m coming Belinda,” she gripped the sheets hard. “I’m coming!” Belinda pumped her fingers deep into Claire’s arse as fast as she could. She could see the beads of perspiration rise on Claire’s tanned skin. She could feel her anus pulse as the orgasm and pleasure took hold. Claire shook and writhed beneath her as she came, losing all her inhibitions and babbling obscenities. Belinda did not stop until Claire lay whimpering, collapsed forward onto the heavy pillows of the bed. Then she.